Rupert Brooke

Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.

The cool kindliness of sheets, that soon smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss of blankets.

Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.

If you compare NASA's annual budget to explore the heavens, that one year budget would fund NOAA's budget to explore the oceans for 1,600 years.

I'm a big action junkie. I grew up on the '80s action movies - the bad ones and the good ones.

Another thing that freaks me out is time. Time is like a book. You have a beginning, a middle and an end. It's just a cycle.